Tag Archives: Sons

Cooking Iftar

Cooking Iftar

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I thought I was moving in exponentials. Things blurred or bent in me, like a dance between chaos and order. No. We all move a notch on this sprocket, the specifics of which I will never be able to shake.more

THREE FLASH NONFICTION

THREE FLASH NONFICTION

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David’s no hero for beating some guy named John; square him off against Goliath, though, and heart makes history.more

Legacy

Legacy

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A short glimpse at a long generational dealing with addiction.more

Learning the Pig

Learning the Pig

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“He twisted and rolled the pebble between his fingers, staring straight ahead at the black pig, lying tied to a post sunk in bone grey dirt in the middle of the fieldmore

Plenty of Time, Yet

Plenty of Time, Yet

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“Before I knew what I was doing, I chucked the banana. A lifetime of frustration with this team boiled over in that instantmore

The BULL Interview: Allan Gurganus

The BULL Interview: Allan Gurganus

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A piece of the full interview in BULL #3 – Gurganus on fathers, sons, and the Olympic relay that is the fallen worldmore

Fit

Fit

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“The world consists, as far as the son can tell, with things he can and things he cannot fit into his mouth. The son will grow up, and eventually stop putting things in his mouth, but the attitude will remain essentially unchangedmore

Pollen

Pollen

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“Our glowing backyard bristles with life and color and promise. ‘Doesn’t the sight of it make you happy? Think how lucky we are to have all this in the world todaymore